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What a fun little farce. It reminded me of the works by PG Wodehouse, whom I adore. What made this read even more special to me is that, while I read, it dawned on me that a very old movie my mom and I would watch from time to time is an adaptation of this play. I’ll definitely be rereading this time and again to remember mom and to help get me out of those horrid little reading slumps that sneak up unexpectedly.
Although on the surface this might seem like a silly little play, there is so much social commentary on education, church, society and the law, if you read between the lines and remember the times in which he wrote this and what he was going through. And to be able to infuse humor? The more I think about it, the more my respect for the author grows.
Warning: Elder abuse might take you aback. I was not expecting it and did not enjoy reading through those bits.
I’ve been reading some trippy books lately, add this one to the list. Claire is one petty and judgy killer. She’s kind of insane and relatable at the same time. Yikes. What does this say about me??
This was a page-turner of a book. It was twisty and kept me guessing all throughout. It loses steam at the very end though, but that’s okay. Even a roller coaster ride has to slow down and come to a stop at some point. And this read sure did feel like a rollercoaster ride. Read along to the audiobook. Pretty decent narrator.
Hahaha! What did I just finish reading?? I feel like that one friend who talks too much and goes off on tangents took a hit of something and began riffing off this weird, trippy, silly-like fever dream of a tale.
The sarcasm (and over-use) used to unravel every trope known to man was an unexpected treat as was the use of the red herrings; so original and just genius. I’m glad Libby had this little gem as an offering and that I happened to stumble upon it.
Voules? Who’s this Voules? This is the first story I read in which Jeeves doesn’t make an appearance to back up and be by old Reggie Pepper’s side. Instead, we get Voules, Reggie's disloyal and opportunistic valet . This is not a problem, though, as Reggie and company all come out of the jam unscathed.
Not my usual type of read, but I am so glad I read it. This was such a sweet, feel-good romance. It took me back to the sappy 80s films of my youth. The biggest take aways from Alice and Charlie’s love story:
“Trust and friendship come first.”
“Don’t let wounds fester. It only gets harder to repair them.”
“Nothing lasts forever…that’s why you should grab onto whatever makes you happy now and hold on for as long as you can. Life’s short.”
“Falling in love is terrifying.” But when you are certain that you and your partner are a seamless fit, it’s like “…sunshine shimmering over the water…a permanent summer.”
Easy and quick read. I was expecting a lot more about the history of idioms: more historical tracking, their evolution through time, and examples of earliest times they were ever used. The author does provide the earliest use of some of the phrases. In most cases, he refers to who first coined the phrase and where it can be found, leaving the reader to pause and Google.
This book reads as a grammar or early middle school reference. The passages are short and concise and a good jumping-off point for those who like to dig deeper and explore a subject further. It’d make a fun read for reluctant readers as passages are very short, and it’d be equally as enjoyable for the ones who are always asking, “why?” It also makes for a nice palate cleanser in between more serious reads. I especially liked the little “Did You Know” blurbs the author included at the end of each of the chapters, like these two:
“There’s a 107-acre forest made up of a single tree. The “Trembling Giant” in Utah’s Fishlake National Forest includes over 47,000 quaking aspen trees that share the same root system. Some scientists estimate it’s close to a million years old.”
“The deepest mail box in the world is in a small Japanese fishing town called Susami, according to the Guinness Book of World Records. It’s an old-school red mailbox that’s located thirty-two feet (ten meters) under water, and divers often place waterproof letters there and they are then collected in regular intervals. The mailbox is quite active, as it receives one to five thousand pieces of mail annually.”
A short paragraph in which a mom tells her daughter what to do and how to act in every situation you can think of (how to keep house, how to wash herself, how to please a man, how to smile at people she likes, and those she doesn’t). Basically, mom is shaping her daughter to not think for herself. And with what mom says about daughter, I’m guessing she’s shaping daughter to have a hefty dose of low self-esteem to boot. The daughter only says two quick things in the whole passage, one of which is to protest against one of mom’s assumptions about her, and mom keeps shooting off orders without skipping a beat. Different times. Different cultures. Same cringe when I see women (or anyone, really) continue to support this ideology. You can read it for free here:
https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/1978/06/26/girl
I love looking at old photographs, especially black and white ones. I wonder what the story behind the photos is. Who the people pictured are and how their lives turned out.
The author of this book started collecting photos at a young age. His grandparents would drag him to all kinds of garage sales and flea markets, and that’s where his hobby began. What first fascinated him is that photos of perfect strangers are even sold at all. Then he came across a photo of a girl who looked like the one he had a crush on at summer camp. He bought it and kept it and didn’t buy another random photo for another 15 years, when he removed the little cardboard frame from the photo of the girl to discover that her name was Dorothy, aged 15, who died of leukemia.
Those little written captions in the stranger’s life touched him, and he began to search for more photos with writing on them. The rest of the book is just that—photos of the past. Some are happy, others are sad, and some are plain goofy. There’s nothing super amazing about this book. But if you like looking through old photos this book will fit the bill. It’s peaceful and relaxing and will make you want to treasure your personal photos a bit more.
“You left under different circumstances, bad times, or tougher times. It’s OK to have changed. People grow. Sometimes they outgrow their environment and need a bigger one to continue that growth.”
A fun little read about a young man who has traveled a long distance and has taken a lot of beatings to find himself, his purpose, and friends who feel like home. The writing wasn’t the greatest - some parts felt rushed, others dragged a bit, but the heart of the story is there.
I paired my reading along with the audiobook (great narrator btw). I think had I read the book on its own, the Groundhog Day-like time travel would have done me in. The narrator made those parts much easier to digest.
Poor Cassandra is having a bad day. Her “quirks” make it difficult for her to connect with people. One day, Cassandra wakes to find she can go back in time and she tries to undo her bad day. Through these trials, Cassandra begins to learn to pick up on signs and cues from others, something she struggles to do in real time as she processes information a bit differently. She also comes to realize what makes her different and learns to use that info to break the bad day loop and move on to a more agreeable present .
It’s a sweet book but I expected a little more out of it. Not sure what. A little more emotion…a little more action…a more solid ending? All in all, a decent read. It just lacked a bit of wow.
I’ve been in a reading slump for about two months; I pick up a book and can’t focus. I find myself reading a simple passage over and over again.
Powering through, I tried dipping my toe back into the classics. I kept it light by choosing a children’s classic. This particular choice, along with my lack of focus, made it difficult to get through.
A sweet book with many lessons to be learned about friendship and accountability, it dragged in places where the author used excessive use of flowery words to dredge up imagery of the landscape, and so forth. The chapter on the Sea Rat (Wayfarers All) was particularly brutal. I’ll probably give this book another try when I’m back to regular reading mode, but for now I’ll let it be.
“Clay can be salvaged…Jungmin whispered.”
Perfect read for springtime. A story of renewal, clay work is a metaphor for life. Using the steps required to make a piece of pottery is mirrored in the protagonist's own life as she takes her first steps to reshape her’s.
Jungmin is burnt out. Stress in a highly demanding and thankless job causes her to throw it all in. Little by little she kind of becomes a shut-in. She finally musters a little courage to take a walk and stumbles upon a pottery shop. The subtleties used by the owner (life coach) to get Jungmin to stay and give pottery work a try is masterful.
Life is malleable. It takes a steady dose of patience and persistence to make something out of it that you can use and that will bring you satisfaction. It is unique and its imperfections should also be embraced as sometimes it’s the imperfections that bring the piece character and draws others in.
Now, what I am describing are lessons that are delicately woven into the story. The author’s use of language is soft and relaxing, and she takes great care not to beat you over the head with the moral of the story. A friend recommended this one and I am glad Libby came through when it did. Thanks for the recommendation, Elwira! Very sweet story.
A lovely debut novel by Mr. Graham Norton. Characters are well developed and relatable, and the story unfolded with a nice flow and ease. No loose ends. It kept my interest as to what would happen next all the way to the end. Reading it in his voice helped a lot (and unavoidable).
I received the audiobook version from Libby way too late into my reading, but I read the last two chapters along with the audio, and it was excellent. Not only is Norton a solid writer, he’s an amazing narrator.
As for the story itself, it’s ultimately about the idea of how life’s what-could-have-beens and past memories and secrets can keep one from living their fullest and happiest present.
If this debut novel were on the famous Red Chair, I would let it tell its tale and I wouldn’t dream of pulling the lever!
Not going to review PG’s works anymore. I’ve come to realize how much I love his short witty stories and already know they’re all going to be 4 to 5 stars across the board. I will say one thing about this particular story, had it taken place in current times, Chiswick would definitely have given old Bicky the money to corner the egg market!
Wooster has a bit of a problem that only Jeeves can help him resolve. Jeeves, however, is a bit ticked off with Wooster for not taking his advice in another matter, and this leaves Wooster pretty much hanging by a rope. Not until the very end does Jeeves come through and help save the day. The story is funny, the plot is creative and engaging, and the characters are all so lovable. Wodehouse’s way of writing is just so witty and delightful.
This was a fast and fun read. It wasn’t hilarious, but the non-work related chats workers engaged in were amusing in that they are pretty realistic and true to office culture. Aside from their personal chats and inside jokes, is the PR firm’s biggest and most pressing project: putting out fires for Bjärk, their dog food client. Those of you who have the misfortune of talking up a shitty client, stretching report data (or making it up) to their favor, or exaggerating and manipulating interviews, quotes, social media posts, etc. to keep the client happy and paying up, will nod in agreement and understanding with a lot of the back and forth chat going on in the Slack channel.
The story does get weird (in a good way). Without giving anything away, I’ll just say that the twist is creative and fresh, yet I would have liked a bit more action and detail to the ending’s resolution. Just like in the the beginning of the story, the wrap-up could’ve seemed a bit more exciting had it stayed true to office culture by having the characters gossip and dissect the crap out of the ending (have an office meeting, one-on-one meetings, and after work gossip sessions about what just happened!). Each character could have provided a piece to the puzzle as to how and why things took a turn. Overall, makes for a very fast and enjoyable read when you’re in between books or want to get out of a reading slump. Lydia??
I needed a palette cleanser after reading a pretty heavy book about death and dying. This short comedy fit the bill.
Wooster knows that listening to Jeeves will always pay off in the end, so when his friend, Corky, finds himself in a bit of a bind and seeks Wooster’s help, Wooster doesn’t hesitate to bring Jeeves into the conversation.
Jeeves’s plan to help Corky is played out, but it backfires on old Corky. Not to worry. Jeeve finds a better way out, and it leaves Corky in much better shape than if Plan A had panned out. Wooster knows how lucky he is to have Jeeves by his side and knows that things will always be okay with Jeeves there:
“I agree with Shakespeare and the poet Johnnies about it always being darkest before the dawn and there’s a silver lining and what you lose in the swings you make up on the roundabouts.”
I haven’t read Wodehouse’s work in a long while, but I’ll definitely be seeking out his work whenever I need a bit of a mood booster or quick read.
A friend told me to read this, so I did. I went in not knowing anything about it at all. And, holy smokes, this read crushed me.
This book tackles the stages of grief. Life experiences shared throughout serve as a lesson that some stories don’t have happy endings, but if we can confront our fears, we can begin to heal and move on and not allow the grief to make us feel isolated and unseen. It also allows the reader to forgive themselves for wanting to ease their own pain by secretly wanting to let go.
“You were merely wishing for the end of pain, the monster said. Your own pain. An end to how it isolated you. It is the most human wish of all.”
It’s beautifully told, but as it tackles some rough subject matter, I’d never recommend this as a blind read (just a heads up). The last two pages will get you. Be ready to be sad and perhaps quiet-cry. Have a fun, light-hearted read as a chaser waiting for you.
“Everything changes into something else, turns into some version of what it was before.”
“Maybe the way back will somehow make sense of the coming.”
I think I’ve found a new favorite writer. Keegan has such talent for drawing you into a story, as though you’re actually in it - viewing and experiencing everything that’s going on first-hand.
In Small Things Like These the ending leaves the reader thinking about what happens to the characters beyond the chapter’s end. This story’s little twist will have you doing the same. This is my second read from this author. I will definitely read more of her work.
Still processing what I want to say about this book, but cannot find the words. I think this is going to be one of those books I read again from time to time. Backman has a knack for honing in on the human condition and he tackles its complexities with just the right amount of sarcasm, respect, humor and sensitivity.
At the heart of the story are a bunch of strangers. Most seem too into their own concerns to give anyone else another thought; they almost seem self-centered. One unintentional mistake caused by one of them gets the group to slowly open up and share their own flaws and fears; and in discovering that common ground, they band together to help make that unintentional mistake disappear. “That was why you should always be nice to other people, even idiots, because you never know how heavy their burden is.”
Think of this as the adult version of that 80s movie, The Breakfast Club (only written better and way more witty).
How the author manages to pack so much feeling one minute and have you giggling the next is pure art. And most everything he writes is quotable. I found myself highlighting almost every other line. One on loss hit much too close to home: “He was my echo. Everything I do is quieter now.”
This was an amazing read, paired with the audiobook. As mentioned above, some of the characters will come across as overbearing in their self-centeredness. Reading alone may turn you off to the character, but if you pair your reading with the audiobook, the narrator’s tones and inflections will help you make friends with them.
If ever you feel like you’re the only one going through something rough, read a little Backman. He gets you, and his writing is like a big warm hug. “That’s the power of literature, you know, it can act like little love letters between people who can only explain their feelings by pointing at other people’s.”